Nathan – POV

Blushing deeply at that question, I tried to think of what could potentially be my limit. In a meek voice, I replied, “I don’t know… I haven’t been in a relationship, so I haven’t been… with anyone. I don’t have any... experience.”

Elliot nodded and replied, “That’s alright. How about we start with what you thought about what happened this morning? Was there anything you didn’t feel comfortable with, or hated?”

I thought for a moment and nodded. Their faces instantly dropped, though they tried to hide it well.

“My neck… the hickeys. I didn’t like that everyone could see them.”

They looked relieved at that, and Gabriel gave a little chuckle. “Of course. We can definitely avoid that. Did you find the way I gave them unpleasant, or was it just that people could see them afterwards? Like, if it was somewhere no one can see, would that be alright?”

I nodded. “Yeah. The kissing is nice. Just… no marks that can be seen.”
I couldn’t believe I was having a conversation like this. My face was so hot it felt like someone could fry an egg on it.

Elliot smiled warmly at me. “Me too. I really liked kissing you. What would you think about taking it to the next step—taking clothes off and touching?”

Blushing, I couldn’t help but think about their hard bodies and the firm outlines I’d seen. What would that look like without clothes? I was too curious to do anything but nod.

Thinking about what I didn’t want to happen, I quickly added, “... just touching. Would that be alright?”

They both nodded, smiling gently. “Of course. If you’re not comfortable with that, then that’s the line we won’t cross.”

Feeling relieved that they respected my boundary, the doctor returned and explained what would happen. He would hook Gabriel and Elliot up to a device to slightly increase their contamination levels. Apparently, the effect from this morning had been so strong, their levels were better than they'd been in years, so to see a clear reaction, they had to elevate them slightly again.

Once their levels were higher, the doctor turned to me.

“So what we’re going to do is attach this device to you. If you could take off your shirt for me?”

I hesitated, then pulled my shirt off, keeping my front angled away. Gabriel and Elliot politely averted their eyes and turned their backs, giving me a little privacy. The doctor attached two small monitoring devices—one to my chest and another to my side.

“Okay, you’re all set. Just be careful not to dislodge them.” He turned to Gabriel and Elliot. “You know where the private room is. Just so you know, it’s unmonitored—completely private. I’ll inform everyone to head to the main ward now, so you’ll be alone. The results will come through to my computer and I’ll text you when they’re ready.”

I blushed as the doctor left. In the distance, I heard people being directed to the general ward. Embarrassment burned through me at the thought that people might know what we were doing.

Gabriel and Elliot moved towards a side door. I followed behind, holding my T-shirt against my chest—I wasn’t used to being this exposed.

We entered a room larger than the consulting space. There was a big bed, a couch, a desk, and another door leading to what looked like a bathroom. The awkwardness only deepened. I’d never been in anyone’s bedroom before—unless I was there to clean as part of a job.

Sensing my discomfort, Gabriel patted the bed beside him and gave a gentle smile. “It’s alright, Nathan. We know this is a strange situation, but we’ll figure it out together. And we promise—we won’t cross any line.”

Nodding, my head spinning, I went over and sat beside him.

Elliot shut the door and came over. “I know this might be awkward, but would it help if we took our tops off too? That way, you wouldn’t be the only one.”

My immediate thought was that it probably wouldn’t help—but I did want to see them. The way they’d felt against me that morning still lingered in my memory, making my mouth dry and my heartbeat quicken.

I gave a quick nod, and they both took off their shirts at once.

My breath caught in my throat. Sitting between them, my eyes drank in their muscular chests—broad shoulders, toned arms, smooth definition shifting with every subtle movement. The muscle tapered down to a chiselled stomach, ending in that unfairly sexy V with some faint veins leading into the waistband of their trousers.

My face was definitely burning at this point—but I couldn’t look away. And as I stared, I noticed the outline of their arousal pressing more visibly. My own body responded, stiffening involuntarily.

They both smiled as I quickly dropped my T-shirt into my lap.

Gabriel’s expression shifted—his gaze locked onto mine, warmer now, more focused. “Are you alright to start? Once we touch you, the same effect from this morning will begin. Let us know when you’re ready.”

I could only nod.

They smiled again, and each of them reached out to touch my hips.

The warmth spread instantly.
I gasped as the sensation flooded my system, like heat blooming from the inside out. My body tensed, breath catching as Gabriel leaned in and kissed me—soft, warm lips brushing mine with care—while Elliot’s mouth pressed gently to my chest.

They moved slowly. Purposefully. No rush, no pressure.

I leaned into Gabriel’s kiss, letting my mouth open slightly. His tongue brushed mine with teasing slowness, coaxing me further. Elliot’s hands moved with deliberate tenderness, avoiding the medical patches. His touch sent sparks scattering through my chest, drawing a grasp from my throat.

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